I'm taking you off, Mas!

Crying Without Sound

"Where are you, Ra? I'm in front of the pecel man!" Sis Ima said from across the phone.

Yara contacted Kak Ima, Afkar's neighbor in the city. Although never met but their familiarity has been seen. Afkar often invites Yara to chat with Kak Ima while her husband is at home. So it wasn't too awkward when asking the woman for help to pick Yara up far from the point of location. Because Jakarta congestion that makes Yara must go down first before arriving at the destination.

"I'm also in front of the pecel man, brother! Brother where is it?" Yara spread her gaze. He saw the figure of a woman standing while holding the phone. "Sir Ima's wearing a red shirt, isn't she?" Ask Yara.

Sister Ima immediately waved at Yara. "Here!" Declared.

Yara quickly grabbed the bag she was carrying. Walk closer to Sister Ima.

"Yara?" Ask Kak Ima as they face each other.

Yara nodded slowly then extended her hand to greet Sister Ima.

"I didn't think it was you, Ra! It turned out that the real thing was more beautiful and young. Looks like a girl, how old are you?" Ask Kak Ima after Yara experienced it.

"My age is 22, brother!"

"Well... Very young!" pekik Ima.

"Such a printer Afkar nyari leaves young! Does your age differ?" Sister Ima is getting curious. Because Afkar never told me about his age difference with Yara.

"Me and Mas Afkar are 8 years apart Brother."

"Less asem, the boy. It could be marrying an underage girl."

"Have we gone home now, do we still want to talk here?" Serobot Bang Boy, the husband of Ima.

Sister Ima chuckled little to reply. "I'm surprised, Bang! Afkar is still very young. Could be the target of this gang youth mah. Especially her husband does not exist. I feel like I have a virgin daughter." Sister Ima smiled at the thought.

"Take it like that" said Bang Boy.

Yara could only smile in response.

"Come, go back to the contract," asked Kak Ima. "But you're the same Bang boy, yeah! Not pa-pa, is it? I was going to bring my own bike but it wasn't allowed. Understandably still pregnant young," said Sister Ima and Yara also understood him.

The journey from where we met to our contract was only a short while.

"Ton, make coffee!" Invite Kak Ima to Bang Boy's friend who was with Yara.

"Ready," replied Tono.

"Wait a minute, Ra! I took the keys to the contract first inside," he told Yara and got a nod from the woman.

"Just a minute, Ton! just go in the same Bang Boy here!" Said Ima's sister to Tono.

Then step into the rented house.

Tono gave a thumbs up, a sign approving it.

After a few minutes of waiting, Sister Ima came out with two cups of coffee and one glass of warm sweet tea on the tray.

"Coffee, Ton!" Ima put two cups of coffee for her husband and Tono. One more glass for Yara.

"Afkar has prepared this for you, Ra! Kids toys too. But now the guy doesn't even exist. Lookie! All this he himself prepared it," said Kak Ima made Yara silent. His eyes were watching the situation inside the contract. It looks neat and comfortable.

"Mas Afkar is indeed happy with neatness and cleanliness. I was very contrary to him. At home is also more often Mas Afkar who arrange the position of furniture. I'm not very good at putting it together." Yara smiled at the thought of her husband.

Yara has a slightly sloppy attitude, in contrast to Afkar who is so thorough.

"It's a drink for you, Ra! You can immediately rest, just calm down there will be no dust. Every day I clean up, wait for Bang Boy to get this bike out!" Sister Ima was about to come out to call her husband but Yara prevented.

"No need, Brother. Let me get it out myself!" concluded YaraYara, while talking Yara took out her bike.

Sis Ima took a broom and cleaned the floor that was a little dirty because of the motor.

"Now, you just take a break! It must be cape, right? Oh yes, until forgetfulness. Inside was a bag and a cardboard box of Afkar's belongings left behind in a travel car. Word took it some day ago," said Sister Ima.

"Sir, thank you for being distracted today. In the future, I must ask you a lot of help," said Yara slowly and sincerely to Sister Ima.

"As long as I can help, I will. Just relax!" Sister Ima touched Yara's shoulder while patting her gently then passed leaving her.

After the departure of Kak Ima, Yara could not rest. He went back to check what Afkar had prepared for him.

Starting from the front room. There's not much stuff in there. Just a fur mattress, a television and a home-bie toy there. Yara was sure it was a gift for Dhiya later on when they would get there.

"It turns out you kept your promise, Mom!" Yara touched the house. Then continue to enter the middle room and kitchen. There is also a complete staircase. From furniture to cooking, and washing. Although not much but Yara attention is all complete. Afkar does understand all the kitchen needs. Because the man was often with Yara when his wife was struggling in the kitchen. Many things and uses that Afjar asked at that time.

There are only 3 rooms in the rented house. The room is directly connected to the room, kitchen and bathroom.

Clean and organized and neatly arranged that yara see in there. Afkar really put all the items according to the place.

Yara immediately remembered the surprise she was going to give Yara. The woman also does not know what. But Yara was sure, Afkar kept it in the bag he was going to take home. Yara quickly grabbed the bag propped up in the corner of the room. Yara opened it slowly. One by one the things that were inside were taken out. There was a cell phone, a wallet, and what surprised Yara the most were the two items neatly decorated with ribbons.

"Oh my God, my. We should have found it hard to find you. Your identity is all here." Yara shed tears when she realized it. "I'm sure you're still alive Mas" he said later.

Look at the two neatly wrapped boxes. Yara was curious about the contents. Slowly open the box. The little box Yara opened first.

"Thank you, Mum. What a beautiful ring!" Yara said as she put the ring on her ring finger.

Yara continued to open a slightly larger box. He closed his mouth and smiled embarrassedly at her. Red lingerie is so beautiful.

"Mas, you really want me to wear this in front of you?" yara Gumam quietly. She remembers very well when the video call se.k.s with Afkar, her husband once said he wanted to see Yara wearing the thin clothes.

His eyes suddenly condensed. It is powerless to hold back the sad. Yara longs for Afkar. As soon as she hugged the lingerie tightly, Yara shed her tears.

"Mas Afkar's... Yara misses you, Mas!" Yara hugged the thin cloth tightly with sobs without her voice.

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